🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: My Dad's Gone Crazy - Eminem

 *Tuning Tv*
 *Eminem  Coke
 
 Tv Presenter:
  boys and girls
 Today we're gonna talk about father and daughter 
 Do  have a daddy?
  bet you do
 *Door opens*
  your daddy?
 
 Hailie:
  what're you doing?
 
 Beat starts
 
 Eminem:
 Ha Ha!
 
 Eminem & 
 Ok  Everybody, listen up!
 
 Eminem:
 I'm goin' to hell,  comin' with me?
 
 Hailie:
 (innocently) Somebody,  help him!
 *giggle*
  think my dad gone crazy!
 
 Verse 1:
 There's no mountain  can't climb
 There's no tower too 
 No plane that I can't learn  to fly
 What do I gotta do to  through to you, to show you
  ain't nothin' I can't take this chainsaw to
 *Hailie  Chainsaw Sound*
 Fuckin' brain's brawn, and brass 
 I cut 'em off, I got 'em  and bronzed in a glass jar
 Inside of a hall, with my  autograph,
 Sunglasses with Elton  name, on my drag wall
 I'm out  closet, I been lyin' my ass off
 All this time, me and Dre been fuckin'  hats off
 
 Dre:
 Suck it 
 
 Eminem:
  Laura and her husband to back off
 Before  push this muthafuckin' button and blast off
 And  one of these Russians, and that's all
 *Hailie  Explosion Sound*
 Blow every fuckin' thing, except Afghanistan on  map, off
 When will it  when will I knock the crap off
 *Knocking*
 Hailie, tell  baby
 
 Hailie:
  dad's lost it
 
 Chorus
 Eminem:
 There's really nothin' else to say I,  can't explain it
 
 Hailie:
 I think my dad  crazy!
 
 Eminem:
 A little help from Hailie  won't you tell 'em baby
 Hailie:
 I think my dad  crazy!
 
 Eminem:
  nothin' you could do or say, that could ever change me
 
 Hailie:
 I think my dad  crazy!
 
 Eminem:
 There's no one on earth that can  me, not even Hailie
 
 Hailie:
 I think my dad gone 
 
 Verse 2:
 It's like my mother  told me
 *Eminem  His Mom*
 Ronhe Ronhe Ronhe  Ronhe Ronhe Ronhe Ronhe Ronhe Ronhe, n codeine n goddammit, you little motherfucker
 If you ain't got nothin' nice to say then don't say 
 uh..
 Fuck that shit, bitch,  a motherfuckin' dick
 Chew on a prick, and lick a million  cocks per second
 I'd rather put  a muthafuckin' gospel record
 I'd rather  a pussy-whipped bitch, eat pussy
 And have pussy-lips glued to my face with a clit-ring  my nose
 Then quit bringin'  flows, quit givin' me my ammo
 Can't you see why I'm  mean? If y'all leave me alone, this wouldn't be my M.O.
  wouldn't have to go eenie meenie minie mo
 Catch a homo by his toe, man, I don't know  more
 Am I the only fuckin' one  normal any more?
 
 Hailie:
 Dad!
 
 Chorus
 
 Verse 3:
 My songs  make you cry, take you by surprise
 Aat the  time, can make you dry your eyes with the same rhyme
 See what you're  is a genius at work
 Which to me isn't work, so it's easy to misinterpret it  first,
 'Cuz when  speak, it's tongue in cheek
 I'd yank my fuckin'  before I'd ever bite my tongue
 I'd slice my  get struck by fuckin' lightnin' twice at once
 And die and  back as Vanilla Ice's son
 And walk around the rest of  life spit on
 And kicked and hit  shit, every time I sung
 Like R. Kelly as soon as "bump n' grind"  on
 More pain inside o' my brain, than in the eyes of a little girl inside  a
 plane
 Aimed at the World Trade, standin' on  grave,
 Screamin' at the sky, the clouds gather it's Clyde Mathers  Bonnie Jade
 And that's pretty much the jist of 
 Parents  pissed, but the kids love it
 Nine millimeter heater stashed in two-seaters  meat cleavers
 I don't blame you, I  let Hailie listen to me neither
 
 Chorus
 
 Outro
 Eminem:
 Crazy
 
 Hailie:
 *laughs*
  funny daddy!